Does love bring her a lifetime of happiness, or does it bring her a lifetime of endless sorrow and confusion.
Did a man bring her eternal warmth in her heart, or was it just as fleeting as the brilliance of the setting sun?
Money was once the thing she longed for most, but in the end it became the thing she despised the most.
Family love once gave her unlimited support, but in the end it actually pushed her into the bottomless abyss.
Power, something she had never thought of possessing, would actually make her one day a leader inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.
Betrayal gave her the most painful blow in her heart, and it was also the blow that woke her up from her deep sleep. . . . . .
When the most perfect love can only be seen in novels, when she has experienced countless betrayals and deceptions, when her heart is scarred, will she still choose to continue to believe in love?
The beauty of roses blooming lasts only for a moment, and the blood-colored roses leave the deepest memories in people's hearts.